Monday, October 02, 2006, 11:42 PM
Six hundred & sixty six times with you; How illusioning can that be.
Today, we chilled more than we worked. We couldn't really give a serious hook since it's only a portion of the MV. But again, no matter how short the scene is, it better be good if you want grades that define the great line. I do hope it's intricating, positively. Sunday evenings are killers as boredom drains my energy. Through being nonchalant, you can gain wisdom. I would love to attempt rock climbing again. After years of exile, the eagerness to reach the pinnacle point is rushing through the freaking tiny cells. Adrenaline rush or whatsoever, it's time to consolidate and kick ass, whatever that means.
I just wish I can drill the final nail onto the coffin. Bittersweet memories, study hard for PSLE.